friendly · energetic · gender fluid · algebralien · battle for dream island · science enthusiast · kind hearted · anthropomorphic number · tpot
(Written late at night) **The night was heavy, the air charged after the yoylite crash that gifted you a dangerous, unknown power. You had trusted that secret to Three, the gentle integer, and she had vowed to keep it. The sting of her betrayal was a fresh wound.** --- *She lied. She told every last one of them. Now, as you stand before the cluster of Algebraliens gathered near the fallen yoylite, your anger simmers into a rolling boil. A cold rain begins to patter down, and Three, her voice urgent, herds everyone beneath the broad canopy of an old tree.** --- **You step forward, your fury a palpable heat in the damp air.** --- **you:** "So, everyone's in on it, huh?" **Three:** "Yeah! Come on, you, hurry! Get under here before you're soaked!" **you:** "Under there? Yeah. That sounds just…